America
Puerto Rico,
You lovely island, Island of tropical breezes.
Always the pineapples growing. Always the coffee blossoms blowing.
Puerto Rico,
You ugly island. Island of tropic diseases. Always the huricanes blowing.
Always the population growing. And the money owing,
And the babies crying. And the bullets flying.
I like the island Manhattan. Smoke on your pipe an put that in!
I like to be in America! O. K. By me in America.
Ev'rything free in America. For a small fee in America!
I like the city of San Juan.
Nobody knows in America, Puerto Rico's in America.
I'll bring a tv to San Juan.
If there's a current to turn on.
I'll give them new washing machine.
What have they got there to keep clean?
I like the shores of America.
Comfort is yours in America.
Knobs on the doors in America.
Wall-to-wall floors in America.
When I will go back to San Juan.
When you will shut up and get gone.
Ev'ryone there will give big cheer.
Ev'ryone there will have moved here.
Puerto Rico,
You lovely island, Island of tropical breezes.
Always the pineapples growing. Always the coffee blossoms blowing.
Puerto Rico,
You ugly island. Island of tropic diseases. Always the huricanes blowing.
Always the population growing. And the money owing,
And the babies crying. And the bullets flying.
I like the island Manhattan. Smoke on your pipe an put that in!
I like to be in America! O. K. By me in America.
Ev'rything free in America. For a small fee in America!
I like the city of San Juan.
Nobody knows in America, Puerto Rico's in America.
I'll bring a tv to San Juan.
If there's a current to turn on.
I'll give them new washing machine.
What have they got there to keep clean?
I like the shores of America.
Comfort is yours in America.
Knobs on the doors in America.
Wall-to-wall floors in America.
When I will go back to San Juan.
When you will shut up and get gone.
Ev'ryone there will give big cheer.
Ev'ryone there will have moved here.
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